Chapter 153
*Bzzzt— Bzzzt p>
The phone in her palm suddenly vibrated to life.
She glanced down to see Frederick’s name flashing on the screen.
The relentless calls felt like a death warrant.
He was undoubtedly calling to force her into getting an examination based on his ridiculous, paranoid suspicions.
Maeve powered off the device without a second thought. After a brief moment of consideration, she looked up at the driver.
“Sir, please take me to the nearest hospital p>
She had been meaning to get a full check-up for days but hadn’t found the time.
Since she had just escaped the hospital he brought her to, Frederick would never guess she was willingly heading to another one. She would use this window of opportunity to get her health sorted before any more complications arose.
The taxi pulled up to a nearby hospital, and Maeve headed straight inside to register for a comprehensive physical.
The facility wasn’t crowded, and her results came back quickly.
Thanks to moving out and finally prioritizing her own well-being, her vital signs had returned to perfectly healthy levels.
Looking at the clean bill of health, Maeve walked over to the receptionist and booked an appointment for the abortion procedure in exactly one week.
She had six days left until her deadline with the Fairchild family.
Grandma had witnessed exactly how Frederick treated her at the hospital. If Maeve insisted on the divorce now, the older woman wouldn’t have any grounds to talk her out of it.
As for Arthur Fairchild, he had already shown signs of relenting. When she formally brought it up again in six days, he would definitely agree to let her go.
She had a strong feeling that, faced with the overwhelming mountain of “ironclad evidence” she had gathered, she could finally force Frederick to sign the divorce papers.
With everything handled, Maeve returned to her apartment, took a long shower, and curled up in her recliner to review some fragrance formulas.
*Buzz p>
The phone on the coffee table vibrated.
She picked it up and was surprised to see a message from Sasha Lennox, her college roommate.
[Maeve! We’re organizing a college reunion this weekend at The Sovereign Club in the Capital. Are you going to come p>
A college reunion?
Maeve was genuinely tempted.
After graduating and marrying Frederick, he had disapproved of her maintaining outside connections, so she had drastically cut down on her social life.
Combined with everyone’s busy work schedules, catching up had become almost impossible.
Back in college, she and her roommates had gotten along wonderfully, sharing a deep, genuine bond.
She really did want to take this opportunity to see them again.
More importantly, Frederick despised these kinds of gatherings and never attended them, which meant she wouldn’t have to worry about running into him and causing a scene.
With that in mind, she had absolutely no reason to decline.
Maeve unlocked her screen and quickly typed a reply.
[Sounds great. I’ll be there p>
[Send me the exact time and details when you have them p>
Sasha instantly replied with an excited, jumping bunny sticker.
[I haven’t seen you since graduation! I’ve missed you so much p>
Maeve smiled softly and texted back: [I’ve missed you too p>
Sasha: [See you Sunday p>
Maeve: [See you p>
That night, Maeve dreamed of her carefree, untroubled college days. She woke up the next morning in a rare, genuinely good mood, feeling completely refreshed.
When she arrived at the studio, the receptionist immediately complimented her radiant energy, noting how she practically glowed.
Maeve offered a bright smile in return, dropped her bag in her office, and headed straight to the lab to work on a client’s custom order.
Halfway through her blending process, her phone rang. The screen flashed: *Mom p>
Still smiling, Maeve answered the call.
“Hey, Mom p>
Whatever Vivian said on the other end of the line caused the color to drain completely from Maeve’s face.
*Crash p>
The glass vial slipped from her fingers and shattered against the floor.
The flying shards grazed her ankle, leaving thin streaks of crimson. But she didnt even flinch She just grabbed her bag and phone and rushed toward the door.
“Mom, don’t panic. I’m coming home right now p>